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Not Concrete by Anthony Ward

Not Concrete
by Anthony Ward

In our indeterminate future
I imagine stepping onto a barren landscape
Looking over at symmetrical mountains
Towering above immense craters-
As if set in stone.

Yet this world is not concrete.
It’s a living thing,
It grows and breathes-
Is constantly moving,
Prone to different temperaments
While it wails with despair.

Its grey complexion obscuring
A vibrant colourful persona
Exulting from the darkness,
That’s sheer lunacy to ignore.

Anthony tends to fidget with his thoughts in the hope of laying them to rest. He has managed to lay them in a number of literary magazines including Enhance, Drunk Monkeys, Speech Therapy, Turbulence, Underground, Ginger Piglet, Torrid Literature Journal and The Rusty Nail, amongst others.

A Fine Wine by Anthony Ward

A Fine Wine
by Anthony Ward

These finely aged novels,
Stored like bottles in a cellar,
Become all the more portent with maturity.
You want to drink their contents,
Be intoxicated by their words,
Until they have you speaking so fluently
The language pours from your mouth,
While those staid sober
Will stress you’re slurring incoherently-
That they’re far too precious to be drunk.

Anthony tends to fidget with his thoughts in the hope of laying them to rest. He has managed to lay them in a number of literary magazines including Enhance, Drunk Monkeys, Speech Therapy, Turbulence, Underground, Ginger Piglet, Torrid Literature Journal and The Rusty Nail, amongst others.

Sternutation by Anthony Ward

Sternutation
by Anthony Ward

We are but a sneeze through time
Our lives so brief we barely notice
Travelling at the speed of life
Getting where we’re going before we’re gone
The splendour of space converged to a future
Culminating in the past.

Anthony tends to fidget with his thoughts in the hope of laying them to rest. He has managed to lay them in a number of literary magazines including Enhance, Drunk Monkeys, Speech Therapy, Turbulence, Underground, Ginger Piglet, Torrid Literature Journal and The Rusty Nail, amongst others.

Orbit by Anthony Ward

Orbit
by Anthony Ward

We revolve within our orbits
Our nearest and dearest as satellites
Tiding our emotions
Gravitating towards one another
While maintaining our distance

Our history bearing circumference
As that of the planets that follow their cycles
Like the seasons-
Only recognisable through differences

Never appearing to change
While never the same
Constantly moving forward through time-
Revolving with repetition.

Anthony Ward tends to fidget with his thoughts in the hope of laying them to rest. He has managed to lay them in a number of literary magazines including Enhance, Poetry Breakfast, Drunk Monkeys, Speech Therapy, Thousand Shades of Grey, Ginger Piglet, Torrid Literature Journal and The Rusty Nail, amongst others

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